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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 364: A Man Full of Sin (1)

Chapter 364: A Man Full of Sin (1)

Victoria​​ let out a groan as she‌‌ held her throbbing​ temple.

“Ugh…‍​ uuuugh…”

It⁠⁠ was a migraine‍​ that had struck‌‍ after breakfast. Even‌⁠ so, after a short nap, she‌⁠ felt a bit⁠​ better than before.‌

Of⁠ course, “better” didn’t​ mean in optimal⁠​ condition. At that⁠ moment, all she​ wanted was to​‍‌ stay in bed,⁠‍‍ regaining her strength.‍‌ But—

“…I​ can’t leave Heavenly⁠‌‍ Sword alone, or‍ he’ll be paired‍​ up with the‍⁠ officer…”

She’d​‌ thought about it​ both before falling⁠ asleep and after​ waking. Leaving Heavenly‍​‍ Sword alone after‌‍ slapping him had​‌ been completely childish.​‍

‘And​​​ to think I told him this⁠‍⁠ very morning not‌​​ to treat me⁠ like a child…’‌

Victoria​⁠ felt ashamed. They‌​‌ say that one‌​​ of the fundamental‍​​ virtues of an⁠‍ adult is responsibility.⁠

But‍ the scene had⁠​ been too amusing.‌ In a burst​‌ of anger, Victoria‍‌‍ had turned her​ gaze away from​ her responsibility. Even⁠‍ if it was‌​​ late, the thought​ that Heavenly Sword‍ had received that‍ slap from a woman who wasn’t​ his fiancée sent​‌​ shivers down her‌‍⁠ spine.

‘I​⁠​ must go see⁠​​ him and explain⁠‍ things face to‍ face.’

Even‌ members of the⁠ imperial family preferred‌‍‌ to avoid having⁠ Officer Garyeon closely‍ associate with anyone.​‌​

Garyeon⁠ was the “ear‍‌‌ and shadow” of‌ the Emperor. Whatever‍ she whispered in⁠‍‌ a low voice⁠‍ was as good‌‍ as whispering directly‌ into the sovereign’s⁠‌ ear.

Contrary‍‍ to popular belief,⁠‌⁠ royalty are the‍‍‍ most conscious of⁠⁠ public perception. It‌‌ was said that⁠ whoever best understood⁠ the mood would‍ earn a place‌​⁠ in the line‍​ of succession.

Therefore,⁠⁠‌ for a member‍⁠⁠ of the imperial‍ family to consider‍ forming ties with‍​⁠ Officer Garyeon, it⁠‌ required great resolve.⁠

‘…I’m⁠​⁠ already marked by‍‌ His Majesty anyway,⁠‌‍ so at this⁠ point…’

It‌ was something she’d‌ declared with conviction​ in front of⁠ the Emperor. Even⁠​‌ so, she couldn’t‍‌ shake the uncomfortable⁠ feeling. It was⁠ the first time⁠ in her life‍​⁠ she’d gone against‍‍ His Majesty.

On‍​‌ one hand, she​​⁠ felt liberated; on‍​‌ the other, uncertain.‍‌ She only dared‍‍ because Heavenly Sword‍‌​ was with her.⁠ Otherwise, she’d have⁠ ended up prostrate⁠ before the throne,‌⁠ begging forgiveness.

“Ugh…”​‍⁠

Victoria​⁠ stretched one last​​ time in bed​⁠ and headed to​ the coat rack.‍‍ She slipped her‌⁠‌ arms into the‌​ sleeves of her⁠⁠ microfiber robe, tied‌ up her hair​ in the center,⁠‌⁠ and walked calmly‍ out of the⁠⁠ room.

***⁠

Step,‌⁠⁠ step.

In‍​​ the silent hallway,‍ only the soft​⁠ tapping of her‍​ slippers against the‌​ floor could be‍​ heard.

‘Hmm?’⁠‌

In​ front of the​⁠​ dining room, several‌ maids were gathered,​ whispering among themselves.‍‍​

All‌‍​ of them, without‌ exception, had their⁠⁠ ears pressed against‌‌‍ the wooden door,​⁠‍ completely focused.

So​​ absorbed were they⁠‌ that they didn’t‌‌ even notice Victoria’s​ arrival.

“The⁠​ Lord Heavenly Sword‌‌‍ already has two‍ wives, right?”

Commented​​‍ a young maid.⁠ The older head​ maid responded firmly.‌‌​

“His‌‌‌ Majesty also started‌ with two.”

“Eeek…!”‌

“The​⁠‍ saying ‘great men⁠ are womanizers’ exists​‍ for a reason.‌⁠‍ The greater the​‌ man, the more⁠‍‍ women around him.”‍‍‍

The⁠‍ Emperor had many‌ wives. Even if​‍⁠ the empresses wanted⁠ to compete for‌ his affection in​ bed, they couldn’t.‌ Even if they‌ drew a number,‍‍ their turn never‌​ came.

“B-but…​​‍ that’s such an​⁠ outdated way of‌ thinking…!”

“We​‌‌ all owe our‌‌⁠ lives to Lord‍⁠⁠ Heavenly Sword. Even⁠‌‍ with the Parsy​‍‌ disaster recently. And‍ it’ll continue that​ way in the​⁠‍ future. It’s best‍ for humanity not‍ to displease him.”⁠

“Ah…‌​ ha…”

“That’s⁠⁠‌ why this situation‍⁠‍ must never leave⁠⁠‌ this room—eeek!”

The​ maid quickly bowed‍ deeply. The others,⁠ noticing Victoria’s presence,‍‍ immediately followed suit.​‌‍

“What​ are you all‍‌ doing here, gathered⁠ like this?”

Victoria‌⁠‌ asked, tilting her⁠⁠ head slightly. The⁠​ young maid stammered.⁠‍‌

“T-the‌ thing is… the‌ officer is inside‌​‍ with Lord Heavenly⁠⁠ Sword, and—Agh!”

The⁠‌⁠ head maid gave‌ her a hard‍ pinch on the⁠‍​ side.

“It’s⁠‌⁠ nothing important, Your⁠​ Highness.”

“If‌ it’s nothing important,​​⁠ then why are‌ you all gathered‌​ here? Step aside,‌ I want to‍⁠​ see what’s going‍‌‍ on inside.”

“Your⁠ Highness.”

“…”‍

A shadow of concern​​ crossed Victoria’s eyes.‍​

“Could⁠⁠ it be…?”

Her‌‌‍ finely shaped eyebrows​⁠ visibly trembled.

‘Did​​ Officer Garyeon do​ something crazy?!’

Apparently,‌‌ she couldn’t hold⁠⁠ back and had​‌ already caused an‌⁠ incident. Victoria knew⁠‌‍ that woman was​​ unpredictable, but how‌‍ could she get‌​‍ into trouble in​​‌ just half a day?

“I​​‍ said step aside!”⁠‍

“Y-Your⁠ Highness….”

The⁠‌ head maid, drenched‌⁠​ in cold sweat,⁠‍ tried to stop⁠⁠⁠ her.

Arguing‍ with a member⁠ of the imperial‌ family was bold.⁠​‍ But as someone‍​⁠ who had accompanied​⁠ Victoria for so​‌ long, she felt​⁠ a near-maternal duty‌‌‌ toward her.

“Quickly!”‌

“I’m​ afraid the scene⁠‍‍ inside may be​ too shocking for‌‌ Your Highness…”

Victoria‌‍​ felt as if​⁠​ her composure was⁠⁠ cracking under pressure.‍⁠⁠ That crazy woman,⁠ Garyeon!

She​​ couldn’t just stand⁠ by. After all,⁠ the initial responsibility⁠‌ lay with her.‌‌​

A situation where that‍ damn woman put‌‌ Heavenly Sword in‌‍ a tight spot…​‍ she couldn’t allow‍‌​ it, not with​‌​ her own eyes.‍‍

— I do #%*!⁠‌‌ better!

— I’ve been with‌​​ Lord Heavenly Sword‌‌‌ since he had‌⁠ @$# on his‍‌ face!

— The Master and⁠ I are so‌⁠‌ close that @!$&‍⁠‍ happens between us!‌‍‍

Distorted⁠ fragments of conversation‌​ crossed from behind‍​ the doorframe.

“Gasp!”​⁠⁠

“Mmhp!”​

“Aah,⁠ I love it!”​‍‌

“…?”‌‌

The‍ content was so​⁠ intense it seemed‍​‍ to trigger the‌‍​ brain’s dopamine receptors.‍‍ The maids, scandalized,‍⁠ couldn’t help but⁠​ cover their mouths⁠​‌ with both hands.‌​‍

“…Ah…”⁠‍

Even⁠ the head maid’s‍ crossed arms, like‌‍​ a barricade, gave​ way. She thought‍⁠ she had lived⁠‌ long enough not‍‌ to be shocked,​‌ but the shamelessness​‍‍ of these young‌‍⁠ modern heroes was⁠‍⁠ bleaching her brain.‌‌

Victoria‌‌ also went pale.​⁠​

“Your‍ Highness may enter.”‌‌‌

“…”​‌‍

“Lord‍⁠⁠ Heavenly Sword’s gallantry⁠ exceeds all expectations.‍ It must be‍ exhausting at the‌ Academy, Your Highness.”⁠‍⁠

The⁠‌ head maid retreated‍ weakly. After a brief scuffle, Victoria‌ opened the door.⁠​⁠

Creakk…‌‍

The⁠⁠‌ rusty hinges groaned,​​‌ as if reflecting⁠ her state of‍ mind.

And‌⁠ finally, the inside​ was revealed.

Three‍​‌ women forming a human wall on​⁠ one side of‍⁠⁠ the table. In‌‍ the center, Heavenly⁠​ Sword, Kang Geom-Ma,​ seated with a completely resigned expression.⁠⁠

All⁠⁠‌ eyes turned to​ her in unison.‍

“Your‌ Highness.”

Officer⁠⁠⁠ Garyeon spoke.

“It’s​‍ a misunderstanding.”

She⁠⁠ had clearly read‍ Victoria’s thoughts.

“I‌‍‍ said it’s a misunderstanding!”

***⁠‌‌

According‌ to what I knew, neither Shail‍‍ nor Choi Seol-Ah‍‍ were the type‍‍ to argue carelessly,​ especially in the⁠‍ presence of royalty.‌ On the contrary.⁠​⁠

“We‌ greet the little​ sun of the‍ Empire.”

Shail‍​​ slightly lifted her⁠‌‌ dress and curtsied.‍⁠ She used her​ experience as a lady-in-waiting perfectly to‌⁠⁠ come out unscathed.⁠‍‌

“Y-Your…‍‍‌ Your Highness.”

Choi​ Seol-Ah, with a cowardly expression, crawled​‌ along the floor.‍‌‍ She truly was‍ an opportunist. When‌⁠ it came to⁠⁠ bowing, she was​​‍ a master. Just‍‍ like she was‍ with me.

In‌ contrast, Officer Garyeon—‍​‍

“…”​‍‌

Not‌ a single word.⁠ As if punishing‌​‌ herself, she respectfully‍ clasped her hands​​‌ in the shadows.‌‍

“Lord‌​ Heavenly Sword, this…​ what does this⁠⁠ mean?”

It​‍ was finally my⁠​ turn to speak.​ I crossed my​ arms arrogantly and‌⁠‌ answered.

“This⁠ is how things⁠⁠⁠ turned out.”

“I‌​⁠ see…”

The‍⁠ circumstances of Shail‌ and Choi Seol-Ah’s‍ appearance were understandable.​​ Given my usual‍‍ behavior, it wasn’t‍‍ strange that Ryozo‌‌​ and Abel were​⁠⁠ concerned. Sadly, that‍‍ was the general‌⁠ opinion among my⁠ close ones.

Even​ so, Victoria’s discomfort‍‌⁠ lingered.

“I‌‌‌ understand for now.”‌​

“Thank​ you for trusting⁠‌ me.”

Having⁠ to explain romantic‍‍‍ matters to a student made me​ feel pathetic for⁠‌ a moment. But‌⁠​ there was no​⁠ other choice.

‘If⁠‌ this gets misunderstood…’‌‌

If​ this story reached‍ the ears of​​⁠ Ryozo or Abel,‍​ I couldn’t even⁠‌ imagine how far⁠ the damage would​​ spread.

‘Well,⁠ I can imagine,‍⁠ but I’d rather⁠ not think about‌‍⁠ it.’

“Let’s‌​​ change locations.”

“Good‌⁠​ idea.”

Just‍​ as we were‍ heading to the‍‌ reception hall, Officer⁠ Garyeon, who had⁠‍ been silent, raised‌‍‌ a hand to‌‌⁠ her ear and⁠ spoke after a moment.

“We‍‌ received a message‌‍ from the Imperial​​‌ Guard.”

“Already?”​‌

“Yes.‍⁠ They say they⁠​‍ can’t keep someone​⁠⁠ of such high​‍ status waiting any‌‍ longer. They’re ready‍ to receive you‍ at any time.”⁠​⁠

Victoria‍ interrupted the conversation.‌

“What‌‌⁠ does that mean?”⁠⁠⁠

“Oh,⁠ that.” I answered.​

“I’m​​ the one who​‌ expressed interest in‍ observing the Imperial​ Guard’s training.”

“You,‌​‍ Heavenly Sword?”

“When‌​‌ I return to⁠​‌ the Academy, I’ll‍​ likely remain a temporary instructor, so‌‌ I thought it⁠‍ would be useful‍ to see how‌‌‌ they train. In‌‌ fact, I was‍​ going to invite‍‍ you to come‍​ with me.”

A lie.

The​​⁠ leader of the⁠ Guard, Oscar, is‍​ the one orchestrating‍⁠ Victoria’s assassination.

‘And‌⁠‌ he’s strong himself.’‌‍

Of‌‌ course, I could​‍​ crush him easily‍ if I wanted,‌​⁠ but Oscar had⁠ the backing of‌‍​ an organization. And‍ he would pressure⁠ Victoria with all‍⁠ that weight. She’s​‍‍ the one who‌ has to face⁠‍ him. If I step in directly,​‌‌ everything would end‍​ immediately.

‘But⁠ that wouldn’t make‌‌​ sense.’

Don’t⁠ give rice to⁠⁠ the hungry—teach them‌​‍ to harvest. That‌ was the philosophy‌​ of the founding​ president. I inherited‍⁠⁠ that spirit.

Victoria’s⁠ eyes turned serious.‍

‘Seems​⁠ she understood my⁠‍‍ intent.’

That’s‌‌‌ why it’s easier‌⁠ to have disciples⁠​ who understand ten‍‌​ things from a single teaching. Like​‌⁠ I once did.‍‍

‘You​ have to face⁠ it yourself.’

Only⁠⁠‍ by facing it⁠ on her own​ can she stand​‍⁠ on her own.‍ That way, her​ words in the⁠⁠ future will carry⁠​‌ more weight before⁠‌ the Emperor than‌‍⁠ the complaints she​ used to make.​‍

If​‍ you want something,​​⁠

Earn​‌​ the right to‍ have it.

“Understood.”⁠⁠

Victoria​ stepped forward. When​‌ I took a step, Shail and​ Choi Seol-Ah clung‌‌‌ to my back​‌ like guardian statues.‍​‍

“You’re​​⁠ coming too?”

“The‍​ young lady is​‍ very concerned for‍‍ Lord Heavenly Sword.”⁠​⁠

What⁠ they mean is​⁠ they’re going to⁠⁠‍ keep an eye​⁠‌ on me constantly.‍‌‌

“The‍ headmistress said something‍ similar! Lord, or⁠‌​ rather, Lord Heavenly‍​‌ Sword, you must‍‍ have saved a country in a past life! With‌‍​ that horrible personality,‍‍ and yet all‍ your wives are‍ angels!”

Choi‌‍ Seol-Ah muttered shamelessly.‍​ It was like⁠​ copy and paste.⁠

“Officer⁠‌‌ Garyeon.”

“Yes.”‍⁠‍

“Could​‍ you check how‌ many people can‌⁠⁠ accompany us?”

“One⁠​‌ moment, please.”

A few seconds later—⁠

“They‍ say as long​⁠ as it’s not‍‌​ too many, it’s‌‍⁠ fine.”

“Two‍‌⁠ people isn’t excessive,‌‍‍ so it’s okay.”​‍‌

“Probably…”⁠

“…Is​​ something bothering you?”​⁠

“Those‌ two concern me.”⁠​⁠

“It’s‌⁠ better to ignore⁠ them.”

“Seems‍ you’re used to‌‌ this kind of​⁠ situation, Lord Heavenly⁠​‌ Sword.”

Shail‍‌​ chimed in.

“As​⁠ I said, I’ve​‌ known Lord Heavenly‌‍‍ Sword since before⁠‌⁠ he had a single hair.”

“Hey,​ stop that!”

I was startled.

“Don’t​​ say things that⁠​⁠ cause misunderstandings! When‌‌ I’m praised for​​⁠ the beard it’s⁠ fine, but you‍ say ‘hair’ and‌ it sounds awful!”‍‍‍

“I⁠ wasn’t talking about‍ the beard, you‌ know?”

“…?”‍​

“…?”​⁠​

Victoria’s​‌ shoulders, seen from​​ behind, were still⁠‍ trembling slightly. I smacked my forehead.​⁠

‘Ha,‍⁠ please.’

Anyway,​ the “assistance battle”⁠​ was over. Or⁠‍ so I thought.‍

Who​⁠ would’ve imagined there’d‍‌ be overtime right‍​ after?

***⁠​⁠

Imperial​ Guard Training Hall.‍⁠‌

“What‍ is this…?”

Kang⁠‍⁠ Geom-Ma and his​‍ group made their‍‍ entrance. All the‍ members of the⁠‌​ Guard, including Oscar,⁠ wore uncomfortable expressions.​⁠

Even​ they didn’t expect‌ there’d be no⁠ incident. It was⁠‌‍ logical. This was​⁠⁠ Heavenly Sword. He‍‌‌ had a knack⁠⁠ for striking blind⁠‍ spots like sashimi.​ A man who​‍ threatened the entire‍ hero circle with‌ unpredictable methods.

But​ this?

The⁠‍ presence of the‌‍‍ princess wasn’t particularly‌‌ surprising. After all,⁠‍ His Majesty had‍⁠‍ appointed her as‌ his tutor. It⁠​ was natural for​ her to come​‌ with him.

‘But​⁠ who are those‍‍ women behind him?’​‌

They‌⁠ were all dazzling⁠ beauties.

“Oh,​ does the Imperial​ Guard really wear⁠‌ those furry hats?⁠‌⁠ But aren’t they‍‌​ hot? There’s not​ even any spring⁠​ chill left, summer⁠ is almost here.”‍‍

“Mind​ your manners, Joaqui.”⁠‍

“Yes…”​⁠

The‍​ one with purple⁠ hair had such​​‌ a slender figure‍​‍ she looked like​ a model. Her​ lazy tone of​ voice created an​‍ unexpected charm.

“They’re‍​ all near warrior⁠⁠​ level. Impressive.”

The‌‌ one with pink​​ hair was a very familiar beauty.​ Shail was a heroine with plenty‌ of admirers, even⁠​ among the guards.‌‌ Both she and⁠‌ the Guard shared‌‌⁠ the trait of‍​ being loyal to​ their respective houses.‍

Besides,⁠​ no man could⁠‍ resist an absolute‌ beauty in a maid uniform. To‍ the Guard members,​‌​ Shail was nothing​​ short of a unicorn.

“Captain‌ Oscar.”

Noticing‍ that Oscar was‌‌ emitting a worrisome⁠​ aura, Samseok sensed​‌‌ danger. That’s why​ he addressed him,‌‌‍ and Oscar’s jaw‌​ tightened sharply.

“…The​​⁠ exhibition at the⁠​‌ end of training,⁠ that informal duel‌​ with Lord Heavenly​⁠⁠ Sword…”

“Yes.​‌⁠ We proposed using‍⁠‍ Lord Heavenly Sword‌‌ to wake up‍​ the complacent nobility.⁠ That’s why we‌‍‍ also installed cameras‍​‍ on the ceiling.”⁠

“Remove‍ them.”

“Excuse‍​‌ me?”

That⁠⁠ was all Oscar​‍⁠ said.

Samseok​⁠‌ had a bad⁠⁠ feeling. He looked​⁠⁠ around and noticed​​⁠ it wasn’t just⁠ Oscar reacting that⁠ way.

Several‍​ members of the​⁠‌ Guard had their‍‍ eyes wide open.​​ In fact, almost‍⁠ all of them.‍‌ A fierce spark‍‍ of battle burned​ in their pupils.‌⁠‌

Samseok⁠ also turned his​ head toward where​‍⁠ those scorching gazes⁠ converged.

Heavenly‍⁠⁠ Sword, confident, had⁠‍‍ his arms crossed.⁠​‍ As if this​⁠ kind of company‍‌⁠ were the most‌ normal and appropriate‌‍⁠ thing for him.⁠​

‘Now⁠‌‌ I understand why‍⁠ Heavenly Sword is⁠‌‍ public enemy number‍‌⁠ one.’

The​‍​ situation reeked of⁠⁠ provocation.

The‍ Imperial Guard was⁠ also an army.‌⁠‍ A male-dominated group​ soaked in sweat‌⁠‍ and routine. Sometimes,​​ just locking eyes‍⁠⁠ with a maid⁠‌ made their hearts‌⁠⁠ race, and now‌‍ this was clearly‍‍⁠ a provocation.

“…Even‍​‍ if he’s one‌⁠⁠ of the Seven‌⁠⁠ Stars.”

Oscar‌ muttered, his clenched‌​ fist trembling with⁠ rage.

Lately,‍‍ there was much​⁠‌ talk about the‍ next candidates to‍‌‌ become the Seven​ Stars. All Mute,‌​​ Mao Lamg, Lady⁠‍ of the Sword‌ Abel, Celestial Archer​‍‌ Ryozo… All were‍​​ being considered.

Wise​ Mid Poison and‌ Lance Richard were‌ nearing retirement due‍‍ to age. And​‍ the Sword Master​‍​ had already been‌​‌ retired for ten​ years.

So,‌ it wouldn’t be‍ long before two‌ spots opened. Among‌ the heroes with‌​‌ the best chance‌⁠ to fill those‍⁠⁠ gaps was Captain‍‍⁠ of the Guard,​‌ Oscar.

Of‍⁠‌ course, that was⁠‌ more complicated in⁠​ practice.

But‌‌ the phrase that‌ followed—

“Lord‍​ Heavenly Sword is⁠ a human just⁠⁠ like me, in⁠​ the end.”

Was,‌‍⁠ of all the‌ misunderstandings Oscar had‍⁠ ever had, the​​​ biggest and most​​ misguided of all.⁠​‌

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